Odiaría mi vida de no ser por mis amigos, la música y otras cosas más. Ellos son mi vida.

sábado, 2 de febrero de 2013

I miss him.

''En este caso no hay nada que pueda hacer, diga lo que diga, haga lo que haga, trate como lo trate, las cosas empeoraran o mejorarán pero nunca se revertirán. Las cosas las hice mal desde un principio. El hecho dolió, y a ese hecho lamentablemente no puedo regresar, lo haría si pudiera, cambiaría las cosas. Perdonarme no depende de mi, depende de él pero ya tomo su decisión.'


I teel an history...

She loved him.
He loved her.
-Discussed.-
They didn't speak between their.

She believed he had forgotten her. She told that to him. She missed him.
He prided himself. He said to surpass her to she. He lied.
She took it seriously.
¿How could she know he  was lying? 
He didn't see it.
She was angry, and jealous.
The did not see it, too.
She listen fake stuff. She believed it.
He didn't know.
She did something she shouldn't have done
He learned from her mistake. 
He doesn't forgive her.
She repented.
He didn't give another chance to her.
She misses him now.
And him doesn't want to see his face again.

I'm She are sorry.




And please remember, that I never lied.
And please remember, how I felt inside now honey.
You gotta make it your own way
but You'll be alright now, sugar. 
You'll feel better tomorrow 
come the morning light now baby.





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